Reflection of a Dream

Inside the Looking-Glass I look back at Myself,
Looking at my Own Reflection...
At my Own Self...
My Reflection Changes;
A Different Realm.
A Different State of Mind.
No Peace.
A Different Reflection.
There You Stand.
Same Old You...
Different Me.
I Take a Look...;
Fangs.
Long, Silky, Black Hair.
A Perfect Figure.
Flawless Pale Skin.
Gleaming Silver Eyes.
A Slightly Different Face.
Is This Really Me?
You Stand There.
I Look Around.
Patches of Fire.
Gunshots.
Arrows.
Bombs.
War.
You Stand There.
Standing Still.
I notice Cold Tears streaming down my face.
I take a step towards you...
you reach a hand forward.
I run to you and you wrap your arms around me;
You hold me tight as the world revolves around us...
I Whisper...
You Whisper...
I Love you;
We Stand There.
I Look Around.
Peace.
Emerald Green Grass.
A Small Pool of Water.
Flowers.
No Gunshots.
No Fire.
No Bombs.
No War.
Peace.
No more Tears.
No more Hurt.
Just You.
Just Me.
Just Us.
I Whisper.
You Whisper.
I love you.
I wake up...
Curled up in the saftey of your arms.
You Wake up.
You Whisper.
I Whisper.
I love you.

by EmoBabyGurL
posted on 06/17/2008